Your Job

It's been a long, and unusual day So much has been laid at your feet No wonder you don't have much to say That's OK I know you take your work so seriously Well, right now your job is to go to sleep Maybe some song is stuck in your head You're trying to work out what to do, or worrying about something someone said This day is dead No one needs you now, not even me, and right now your job is to go to sleep Tomorrow you'll get back to it You'll talk to all your friends You'll see it all more clearly But right now, love, you gotta stop thinking 'bout things that happen in the real world Where you're going is wild and free I hope that you see me Take this key to all your dreams You're the boss and right now your job is to go to sleep